You are the Reason

Chapter 12

I opened my locker and shoved my books in and took out what I needed for the night.

I zipped up by bag and made my way to the exit of the school, determined to get out of here and into my comfy room.

I begin to make my way to the bus stop but I'm stopped by a voice.

"Need a ride?"

I spun on my heel and came face to chest with a really tall muscular guy, he had brown curly hair and pale skin.

Handsome nonetheless.

"Uh- no I don't, thanks anyway" I said giving him a smile and turned around to continue walking.

"I'm Dylan" he shouted after me.

I stopped and turned to face him with a confused look on my face.

"Dylan, my name... I'll see you around sweetheart" he said winking at me and jogged off in the opposite direction to his car.

Weird.

The bus soon arrived and I got on hastily taking my seat at the back.

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"Get your stinky feet off me" I whined to Drew while covering my nose and pushing his feet away.

He just laughed and kept his feet where they were on my lap.

We were in the living area watching a movie that Drew bought after school.

And he wouldn't get his stinky feet off me.

Ugh.

"Mom!" I shouted and he quickly removed them glancing at the kitchen.

"Hush it Nana, you know she's not okay with me at the moment" he said glaring at me. I just feigned innocence.

"I wasn't the one who told you to sneak out to a party and come home drunk at 3 in the morning on a school night" I shrugged and gave him a smile.

"Shut up" he said shoving the pillow into my face.

I just laughed and shoved him back.

It was these moments that I loved.

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What do you do when you want to kill someone so badly but your too far away and too lazy to go get 'em?

Kill them in your head.

Stupid but satisfying for now.

The first person on my to kill list was Julia.

Julia freaking Dean.

Do you want to come over to my house or should I come to yours? For the essay.

~S

Julia gave my number to Shane and I bet she enjoyed every moment of it.

I knew he'd have to get my number sooner or later for the essay but I would've preferred later.

Now I'm here staring at the text not knowing how to reply.

If he comes to my house then I'll have to explain to my parents and it would be so tense.

Especially since he's a boy, they're very overprotective.

They would be watching us every second.

But then if I go to his house I would be able to say I'm going to Julia's and get to work on my essay.

Seems I've decided already.

Me:

Your house it is.

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Sorry this is so short😩

Votes and comments are greatly appreciated.

~Alia😘